Heart's History
There I rest
A posing posture sit
Empty glass of wine at best
Candle burnt down to the wick
Worn upon my sleeve
Measures of emotions
Loud clamour cleave
Deep as the ocean
Read these lines and scatter rhymes
upon the grounds of summer nights
Bleeding heart that intertwines
Tis history I recite
12 Jan 2008
JoJo Bean
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/heart-s-history/
